As the distance grew,
The letters few than before,
All my deeds shrouded by fear,
I want to be a shield and the great,
But became a blade and the betrayer,
But I who want to go through redemption,
Can only live through the shame,
Where the me without the armor was once protected,
Where as now I am clade in armor to face isolation,
To have faith in a ghost who exiled you,
To have the will to be punished,
Just to have to face winter alone,
Another experience of the ending of the year,
But I swore on the oath you gave to me,
That I\'ll face the demons within,
For today I have to overcome my actions,
not the person within,
So I\'ll be a dragon of the north,
So that I\'ll be wise and strong,
Because the least I can do,
Is to face reality and improve my faults.